# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d1 | A prayer on the wings of an angel | | | | | | | |
d2 | Ah well I remember in youth's sunny hour | | | | | | | |
d3 | Along a crowded thoroughfare | | | | | | | |
d4 | Angels bear the news to mother | | | | | | | |
d5 | [As] I walk [walked] through [in] the woodland meadow [meadows] | | | | | | | |
d6 | As I wandered round the homestead | | | | | | | |
d7 | As the shadows of evening were falling | | | | | | | |
d8 | At home or away, in the alley or street | | | | | | | |
d9 | Away from the home that sheltered thy youth | | | | | | | |
d10 | Blessings on the hand of woman | | | | | | | |
d11 | Carry me back to my mother's true love | | | | | | | |
d12 | Come near to the bedside of mother, my boy | | | | | | | |
d13 | Do they see me at home | | | | | | | |
d14 | For mother's sake, my boy, say No | | | | | | | |
d15 | Have you wandered far from home | | | | | | | |
d16 | I am going home to mother | | | | | | | |
d17 | I am thinking tonight of the far away years | | | | | | | |
d18 | I hear the soft wind sighing | | | | | | | |
d19 | I knelt by my mother | | | | | | | |
d20 | I learned it in the long ago | | | | | | | |
d21 | I never can forget the day I heard my mother kindly say | | | | | | | |
d22 | I recall a cozy corner | | | | | | | |
d23 | I saw my mother kneeling | | | | | | | |
d24 | In a dark and gloomy prison | | | | | | | |
d25 | In a lonely graveyard [churchyard], many miles away | | | | | | | |
d26 | In my childhood's happy days | | | | | | | |
d27 | In the sweet days of my childhood | | | | | | | |
d28 | I've a tender recollection | | | | | | | |
d29 | I've been thinking today of thos years of long ago | | | | | | | |
d30 | Kiss me, mother, kiss me gently | | | | | | | |
d31 | Like the sheep that's gone astray | | | | | | | |
d32 | Long ago in childhood's happy days | | | | | | | |
d33 | Memory paints a picture very dear to me | | | | | | | |
d34 | My darling arose in the bright early mroning | | | | | | | |
d35 | My mother pressed me to her breast | | | | | | | |
d36 | Oft within a little cottage | | | | | | | |
d37 | Out in the wide world, and far away from home | | | | | | | |
d38 | Precious mother, I am going | | | | | | | |
d39 | Sadly tonight I am sitting | | | | | | | |
d40 | Shall I meet my sainted mother | | | | | | | |
d41 | Sing to me, mother's sweet lullaby song | | | | | | | |
d42 | Some mother's boy, who can he be | | | | | | | |
d43 | Somebody's mother is kneeling tonight | | | | | | | |
d44 | There comes to my heart one [a] sweet strain | | | | | | | |
d45 | There's a dear and precious book | | | | | | | |
d46 | There's an old dusty attic | | | | | | | |
d47 | There's many a lovely picture | | | | | | | |
d48 | They sing to me of paradise | | | | | | | |
d49 | Through the years of pride and promise | | | | | | | |
d50 | 'Tis a simple twilight picture | | | | | | | |
d51 | 'Twas in the days of careless youth | | | | | | | |
d52 | When I was but a little child | | | | | | | |
d53 | When my steps are homeward turning | | | | | | | |
d54 | Where is my wandering boy tonight | | | | | | | |
d55 | You may wander far away | | | | | | | |
[This hymnal is not yet complete - may be missing texts or tunes]